i had a dream where "life experts" came to my house and had me tell them everything i did in my life and pick apart exactly where i went wrong at each point
no bc i was thinking abt this the other day when sk8r boi came on... how did i casually forget about my obsession with having a skater boyfriend when that used to be all i thought about when it came to men
yesterday i was actively fighting tears while staring at ducks and listening to clairo in the park on my lunch break and i think that tells you all you need to know about my mental state right now
genuinely tweaking rn... probs because period is in a week? but why am i on the verge of tears like wtf i have to be back at work in less than thirty minutes...
so storytime. last august i met up with my cousin and his friend who had just moved up here, but tbh i didn't really have fun (probs has to do with the fact that they grew up in a Very different tax bracket and we thus have Very different views on life, politics, morals, etc....). so when he requested to follow me on instagram i ignored it for like. two months until i felt bad and accepted and followed him back. he then dm'd (just to clarify, he has a gf i think he's just lonely in a new city and would like a friend) and we dm'd a little until i decided to just ghost him bc i was so over it :D fast forward to last week i was feeling guiltier than usual about my past actions and decided to just dm him back feigning apologies. and now we're hanging out friday and he wants my number to determine the time? like why sir we r communicating just fine via instagram. i don't need another form of communication through which i must ghost you when neither of us have fun on friday. so anyways i hate myself
i think this goes hand-in-hand with my post from yesterday... GET UR HEAD OUT OF UR ASS AND START LIVING RAH
i miss my friends
you ever saved a reel to show someone but instead of your friend it's you in the future and you're stifling laughter imagining future you stumbling upon the reel and remembering this moment because i just did
some days i hate work but then other days i just feel it- like i'm in one of those movies like office space where work is boring but everyone there is such an interesting character... and the point was the friends we made along the way... idk maybe this means it's my bedtime now